"Oh my god, will you stop humming that children's song?" You groaned after hearing the same tune come out of your boyfriend's lips for the nth time.
"Hmm," Minho pretended to ponder upon your question before simply shrugging, "No."
You knew that he enjoyed his part-time job at the daycare center, playing with kids and singing nursery rhymes with them, but perhaps he was enjoying it a little too much.
Here's to another night of hearing him sing 'skidamarink a dink a dink' like a broken recorder...
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Act. 8 | Stray Kids Imagines
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